My Dad can, undoubtedly, put me off to very very great heights.

The saga of getting me annoyed began ytd night. It all started when my Dad was going to bed. I was afraid that he might forget passing my allowance out to me (as he always does), so I reminded him when he popped his head into my room to reprimand me about being sick and resting early. I didn't mind if he gave me late allowance, but I didn't have anymore cash on me and I didn't want to draw fiftyDAMNdollars in the school's ATM the next day. And that was exactly what I told him "Dad, I er.. need my allowance. Don't have cash on me already.". So he came back in nagging as he tossed the money on the study desk. "Don't everytime eat out eat out blah blah.. Spend so much money blah blah.. At home got food blah blah.. Better know what you're doing better learn how to save blah blah..". After he was done with his heckling and left the room, I turned around to the desk and found that my allowance was fifteenBLOODYdollars short...

Wah lao eh! Give me 15 bucks short already still wanna nag at me until like that! Fuck!

Nvm, anyway, it was the last I was to see of him until day break (ya, like how long will that take). Chapter 2. In the car this morning, I was completely silent, didn't speak a word, been that way since the moment I dragged my ass outta bed. While we were going thru somewhere near Braddell, my Dad started again. "Learn to come home and eat blah blah.. Don't keep spending money blah blah..". I didn't breathe a word, just gazed out the window. Then, when we were approaching school, he went. "So this week, 3 day week at school la!? Friday public holiday!". And trust me, the exclamations were far from being lighted-hearted. It was like as though he was blaming me that this Friday's to b a public holiday. Like what in the frigging world does he want me to do?! Go confront the government and command that this Friday would remain a work day?! Fuck! My fault la like that!? (For those who're slightly lost, I have Mondays free, so techynically, I've a 4 day week.) I was in total disbelief at his remark! But I suppressed the shock and pretended as though I was drifting into sleep...

Part 3 (yup, not the end of it yet), ok, this part's out of pettiness on my part, but heck! Everything he said from the night before till I got off the car at school was annoying me constantly. I just had to irritate him back la. So I texted him while in school, "I've got make-up lessons on Thursday and Saturday for Friday's lesson. So it's not a 3 day week.". I don't know why I thought that would provoke him, was probably blinded by my own anger. But he then replied "Ok, but come home and eat dinner can?"...

Fuck. Whatever.

And till now, he still owes me 15!!!!! And I want it.